I may only be a simple twelve year old, but i believe i know as much as a simple 15 year old. I read every day, sometimes for 3 hours straight. I don't care what people think, as long as i enjoy myself. This may be a short piece of writing, but it means alot to me, and hopefully everyone else who is sitting here reading this, thinking that i am a bit strange or are curious because i am only 12 etc... Writing is my dream and my hobby, some people don't understand the importance of it to me. I write in my spare time, read in my spare time, and also play outside with my neighbours for a break. I may only be young but i am already starting to think about my career, expecially in writing. I believe i have what it takes because i am really interested in writing fiction, i would love to be at a crime scene which also gives me an opportunity for a journalist, and i also love to write about real life. I think that i may have a small head start already seeing as i have just emigrated to canada from england. This is sort of an advantage because i have something i can write about. Also a newspaper has asked me o write an article for them, remember i am only 12! This news definitly inspires me in more ways than i can imagine. My imagination kicks into overdrive and all i can think about is writing and thinking that i can write anything i wanted to, it could be as crazy as someone living in a nutshell. The point is, writing is fun, you can use your imagination, write about whatever comes into mind, and it doesn't have to be a chore. At this point in my short piece of writing i am going to stop. Not because i am bored, or not interested, but because i just wanted to show people what i was thinking this very minute. In this writing i don't care if i have misspelled some words, or havn't put the paragraphs right. The point is i have got my message across the the people reading this. Before i go i just would like to say that i have started up my own book club, not that anyone would be interested, though my friend who is 15 has some problems, which means he is unable to read or write, he is capable of everything except from reading and writing, so right now i am teaching him how to read, which also makes me feel proud, seeing that his parents tried but failed. I must now leave my thoughts up to you. |